None know how many times I have questioned my own sanity on this man’s very existence when I first was alerted to it. Of course I know who Argent is, yet the fact is that I knew what he was now, a Darkrai, as it was done by my very hands as regretful as it had been. I still feel the guilt of my rash actions, to know that I ruin the life of another during a state of unreason, then to have those consequences come to put an end to my son and I’s happiness and humanity... It is not something I enjoy looking back on, nor has it been good for my own health. Degrading it all was, it is truly remarkable that Laurette was able to help past that and return some normalcy to our lives. But... Him.
Argent had never approached Laurette on returning to his human form, it’s unlikely he did it himself considering how horrid his body had changed. Oh, it was... Far worst then myself. I dislike thinking of it, I cannot fathom how anyone could live like that.... Yet he somehow did. So, to see him back as a man looking as if nothing had changed? Somehow having no visible deformities unlike me and my son even after professional help? How was the possible? And supposedly he was imprisoned shortly after his transformation, back as a human? It... Made no sense. I questioned if I even had turned him in the first place, of all of this had been for nothing, if I truly was completely at fault. I could find no logic in the occurrence. The man was unable to even recognize me when I at first had the chance of meeting him once more.
It was fortunate I had... Any sort of answer in the end. I came to be approach but the real Argent, still a Darkrai as I had remembered. For once this wretched “ability” to understand Pokémon I had obtained due to the time as one did come in hand as I was still able to understand home... I came to know that this man, this... “Argent”, was in fact someone else. Supposedly his father, a man who had done horrid things to others, including his own son, simply as an act to convince himself his orientation was not homosexual. Ridiculous, to think someone would have so little empathy so others that they would hinder the life of children all for their selfish needs. If there is one thing I hate in particular, it is scum who claim to be fathers yet so nothing of the such. As much as I continue to fear the true Argent, I for once can come to an agreement on this man’s current state of existence. A befitting punishment to be stuck as his first mistake, to rot for his own disappearance. Poetic or irony? Not something I can decide. Though, one thing is so certain... I do find pleasure in his deserving misery and assisting to raise his insecurities, such as that homosexuality, through well researched pieces to present to him during visiting hours. Olesya is a pleasure to have as company on these occurrences.
those damn conspiracy theorists should be going wild about this fucking abomination. the “man” even has the fucking reptile eyes, what a fucking shit show. this fucking slinky looking ass over here’s supposedly someone i’m being blamed for fucking up when the bastard did all of that. the ugly thing seemed so fucking confused when when i didn’t recognize, tried to tell me off about the things “i” did to him and his son. bitch, i’ve never heard of you, but he couldn’t shut up. they never shut up. then eventually one that it starts coming in to visit with that russian faggot to rant off on me. this thing isn’t a fucking queer like her at least, but fucking god he’s to god damn calm. i hate how fucking calm he is nothing i said really got to him and he just kept on with that smug ass smirk i swear to fucking god, if i could i’d smash it out of him. and fuck off with the big words, it’s not making you sound any less of a smart ass, go shove your essays up your fucking ass. oh, and of course most of those damn things are about being gay being wrong. fucker doesn’t get i agree, or he does, he just wants to piss me off like everyone else. fucking bandwagoning snake fucker.
I want to hug him but he said that might break his bones again-
How has nothing been done about this man after his disrespect, predatory nature towards the professors... Nor do I appreciate his insistence on using my existence as “evidence” for his conspiratorial claims. I only wish the man would halt on attempting to constantly contact me and my wife.
SEE, LIZARDMEN DO EXIST! He’s just showing his true form! Can’t believe those aliens put such an obvious replacement in for Nutmeg’s husband